Trip from H-E-Double Hockey Sticks
We had the best of intentions when we headed off to the ABC Kids show to display our kids belts…
Bear with me, this may be a lengthy one.
We packed up the U-Haul, so we wouldn’t have the added expense of shipping and plane tickets, and we piled in the car. Off we went with a twinkle in our eyes and nothing but optimism for the trade show.
I should have known it was going to be a bad trip when we had to turn around after only 20 miles because we forgot something. So, off we went (again) with a (tad smaller) twinkle in our eyes and mostly optimism for the trade show…
The beginning of the trip (once we really started) was smooth. We made it through Florida and into GA. My dear sweet husband was needing a break so we stopped for gas and to change places. I get in the car which is pulling the U-Haul trailer (my first time pulling a trailer, mind you) and we proceed to the interstate. I get on the road and start accelerating and merging and then… sirens and flashing lights? What? I wasn’t even up to speed, yet. I can’t imagine them pulling me over for doing 50 in a 70. Crud, the lights were for me.
I pulled over and the city police officer (yep, city cop, not state trooper) followed. As I am waiting for him to walk up to the car, I feel myself fuming inside. What could I have possibly done that warranted pulling me over? The officer comes up and asks “Do you know why I pulled you over, ma’am?” Uh… If I did, don’t you think I wouldn’t have done it so as not to be pulled over by an Adele, GA cop? “No, sir” I say, trying not to cry (not because I am sad or scared, because I am furious and when I am furious, I cry).
“Well, you failed to move over to the other lane when you passed the cop who had someone pulled over.” What?!? That’s a law? I don’t live in GA, I don’t know your silly laws. Ok, so we have a similar law in FL, but I was under the impression that it was move over OR slow down 20mph.
As it turns out, it doesn’t matter that I don’t know their laws. They gave me a ticket anyway. Phil asked what the fine was and the officer told him, “I can’t really give you that information.” Phil said “Can’t you just give us an idea?” The Officer said “Well the maximum fine is $500.” Yikes! Now I really hate this town of Adele, GA.
Anyway, back on the road. The rest of the drive up is relatively uneventful and we make it to Louisville safely.
The first day we unload and set up. We pile back into the car to head to the hotel and… nothing? The car won’t start. Seriously? It’s like 10pm. Phil checks it out and there is no water in the radiator. Great… we’ll have to worry about that later.
The next day comes and I get a text early in the morning from my assistant. She’s running late for the Expo because she spent the night in the ER with her son. I head down to the lobby to grab breakfast and run into her and her son. I ask how she is, and she becomes a blubbering mess. Poor thing! I tell her to go nap and to come over whenever she’s ready.
The show starts off dismal (but that’s for another blog post). My wonderful assistant shows up a round noon only to get a call a about an hour and a half later from her mom explaining that they are taking her grandmother to the ER. My word what a trip so far!
On the last day of the very disappointing show, Phil takes the car to get checked out since we were having problems. He waited patiently for their call to not get one. He decides to call them at about 3:30pm only to find out that they had just taken the car in to look at it. Ugh… the show ends at 4:00pm and we have to find someway to get the trailer her so we can pack up. Thank you U-Haul for renting us a truck with a tow hitch.
We woke up the next morning and called the mechanic. They hope to have it fixed by the afternoon. In the mean time, we are stranded in KY with no transportation, Phil’s asthma acting up and my allergies driving me crazy. We did find out that Kentucky’s motto is “I’ll get to it when I get to it” and Louisville’s is “It’s not my fault”.
Finally, we get the car back and can load up and head home to Bug and Super Dude. (I can’t tell you how much I missed my babies) We got on the road at about 5:00pm on Tuesday and stopped outside of Atlanta (only 8 hours from home) for the night at an amazing Holiday Inn Express.
At last! We got home around 6:00pm and our kids rushed out to greet us! That was the best hug ever!
PS: Remember those allergies I told you about? Yea, they were not so much allergies as they were a virus. Yay… Oh yea, and my assistant has it too. Turns out the girl in the booth behind us was sick for the whole show.